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Goe; and if that word haue not quite kild thee, Eate mee with death, by biddinge mee goe too. Oh if itt haue, may my word worke on mee And a iust office, on a Murderer doe, Except itt bee too late to kill mee soe Beinge double dead; goeing, and bidding Goe.| For the first twentie yeeres since yesterdaie I scarce beleeud thou couldst bee gone awaie For fortye more I fedd on fauours past; And fortie on hopes, that thou wouldst they might last, Teares drownd one hvndred, and sighs, blew out two, A thousand I did neither thinke, nor doe, Or in A thousand more forgott that too. Yett call not this longe life, but thinke that I Am by being dead, Immortall; can Ghosts die. Take heed of lovinge mee; Att least remember I forbad itt thee Nott that it shall repaire my vnthriftie waste Of breath, and blood, vppon thy sighs, and teares: But soe great Ioye, our life att once out weares. Then, least thy loue by my death, frustrate bee, If thou loue mee, take heed of loueinge mee.[CW: Take] |
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